The stalker part 2

This is part two of the stalker

Trigger warning: Blood, sexual assault, and content, self-harm, not for sensitive people, stalking, not for young audiences! Cussing.

Olivia woke up in horror and fear not knowing what to do at all, she saw his shadow and saw the long knife in his shadow. She was too scared to fall asleep or move. She knew he would never hurt her but she wouldn't know what he would do though. She built up the courage to yell at him. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU ASSHOLE". She yells loudly "Shut up ... Olivia" he'd say while giving her a cold glare and untie her. Olivia would be in a shocked state never seeing him like that. She gets the courage to glare back and make eye contact, She feels a dark empty pit of fear in her stomach.

He slaps her.

...

He slapped her really hard.

She grabs the side of her face and screams in pain. "GAAAAAAH, WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM" he smirks "You really don't understand the power I hold over you, Huh?" He would lift her chin with a knife it poked her throat a little bit. "I could do so much worse than this, Olivia," He says to her while staring at her with that same cold glare. Olivia nods slightly showing she agrees, She starts to tear up. "Now, stay quiet ... before I do worse," He says as he lays his hand on a gun that was strapped to his waist. She nods slightly again and he stands and walks away. Olivia would start to cry then quietly mutter "I wish I was dead rather than be stuck here..." She glared at the random picture of Jamie hanging in what she would like to call a cell "Being stuck with him..." He'd make a small noise to show he was there and listening "Is it hell?" She would let out a quiet whimper and curl up and scoot into the corner of the room out of fear of being by him and being injured or even killed. "Just leave . . ." "Please" She begged as she tried to hide the fear in her voice then nibbled on her bottom lip due to her anxiety disorder. "Whatever . . ." He'd roll his eyes and walk away while guiding his hand along the wall. She'd lay there whimpering and crying with her head down in her hands. He'd listen and feel horrible for the way he treated her. He'd look at the knife by his arm then he would look at his arm with all the old knife scars then back at the knife again. he would let out a quiet sigh. he barely places the knife on his arm. He'd apply a lot of pressure on the knife and watch the blood forming on the sides of the knife. Then she pulled the knife making a lot of blood stream down his arms. "God... I'm so dizzy" he would complain. Olivia crept around the corner and looked at him covering her mouth and holding back her whimpers and cries. he would fall. Olivia would sprint as fast as she could. Jamie grabbed her ankle "I WILL find you." He faints. She kicks him and runs. she would barf repeatedly behind a bush because of the disgusting sight of blood. "I- I'm in the middle of... of nowhere." "Well, it doesn't matter I just need to get out of here" ... "Quickly" She sprints and falls scraping her knee and letting out a quiet scream. She hears a small branch snap and hears Jamie say "Shit..." Olivia hides behind a tree. "I need to get out of here-" Jamie covers her mouth "Quickly?" "I can't let that happen" He smirks "I've been planning to kidnap you since the second I saw you" She muffledly says "Sick!" he grabs a gummy bear. Olivia snatches it and moves his hand then eats it. "you really thought you would be able to run away from me?" He replies. She lets out a quiet cry and tumbles forward. He hugs her and then picks her up. "I told you something bad would happen if she ever tried to leave." She nods and falls asleep. He sighs and smiles and then lays her on the couch and kisses her forehead.

A couple hours pass. Around five hours pass. Olivia wakes up to the sound of banging. He looks out the window and sees Jamie building a giant fence. "N- No..." "How will I leave" "How will I escape...?" She walks over to Jamie in a mad way but anxiously demands. "L- Let me" she starts to tremble and tear up more "Let me" ... Their silence starts to grow louder and Oivia looks at the ground not even being able to make eye contact with him. "Let you what?" He'd ask breaking the silence between each other. ... "LET ME LEAVE" Olivia yells. "No, now go inside, NOW!" She runs inside sobbing. He grabs a knife smaller than before... a small pocket knife he pops it open. a grin grows on his face. He pushes his back up against the fence and slides down and cuts slowly pushing the knife in all the way till it hits his bone. His smile is as big as it can get as he pulls the knife down. leaving a long trail of rapidly bleeding blood as he tears up a little bit. His smile fades really slowly. He sighs. He lets out a very loud sob and buries his face in his hands. "WHY WON'T SHE FUCKING LOVE ME" "WHY THE HELL NOT" "WHT THE ONLY WOMAN I LOVE HATE ME" "WHY WHY WHY" Olivia would hear his loud yelling and lock herself in the bathroom and cry in her hands. "Let me leave" "Now..." "I want to leave" "I want to leave right now" ... "now" "please..." "I hate it here" She kicks the sink. "GOD DAMNIT". Jammi continues to yell. "I WANT HER NO ONE ELSE" "I'VE WANTED HER SENSE FUCKING EIGHT YEARS OLD" he yells and he continues yelling "SENSE FUCKING EIGHT YEARS OLD!". Olivia covers her ears. She continues to sob... "I LOVE HER NO ONE ELSE!" "I MURDERED FOR HER AND SHE STILL DOESN'T LOVE ME" "I WILL MURDER EVERYONE SHE LOVES UNTIL SHE IS DEEPLY IN LOVE WITH ME". Olivia sobs louder not being able to toon him out "Shut up" "god please" "Shut up" "I hate him" "I hate him forever" "He's stupid why won't he listen to me." Olivia cries louder. He breaks the door to the bathroom. "Kiss me, Olivia," He says like she would want to. "NEVER!". he sighs and grabs a knife. "FINE" She gets scared at him raising his voice and pushes him back," he smirks and puts a cut through his own throat and faints. She sits there and waits... and waits... and waits for him to wake up but deep down she knows he will not wake up.